Mr. Right, Spoil Me

"Have you really fucking married to him?" Eric looked at her with disbelief. And his eyes were now filled with the feeling of shocked, in contrast with the disbelief just now.

"Yes."

"Bang!"

He furiously smashed all the glass and delicate wine bottles. He almost fell apart.

Her response made the person looking at her couldn't hide his anger for a long time.

The dark brown liquid sagged along the broken arc of the bottle, creeping towards the ground, like the last struggle in the night.

At this moment, as for Sarah, she also supported herself with last strength. What was the difference between her and the wine?

She recalled it clearly. Suddenly, she felt like a stranger.

"Were you fucking mad to marry him? Do you know Andrew clearly?"

Eric's hands tightly clasped her shoulder, the bone creaked and her shoulder was almost dislocated in his

"Eric, let go. Then I will answer your

Andrew doesn't love

Sarah to the wall with all his strength. His cold voice, like

know. Let go

her ear, it was the strongest roar

person who was hidden in Andrew heart. If Andrew's grandfather hadn't stopped him, we all

At the moment of breathing,

at night was very cold. When she came out of the Waltz bar, there was no expression

At that time, Andrew was drunk and raped the woman abroad. She was then pregnant, but no one knew that she would have an unexpected abortion a month later. Thereby the marriage they had planned was forbidden by Andrew's grandfather. The old man would never allow the woman to be a member

air had been swirling around her ears. But it was really funny, because she was

Rape, pregnancy,

process sounds

was only in thin clothes. She was obviously cold, but she was more tired, so tired that she didn't even have strength to shake her shoulders.

seemed that only in this